"If I could, I wouldn't want to say a single word to you, so why would I bother putting a number I'll never contact again into my phone and take up memory?"
"Do you really have to avoid me like this, Qianxia?"
"The person who did something wrong isn't me, why should I hide? On the contrary, Mr. Ling, you think too highly of yourself. Keeping the same number as if you're waiting for my call, changing it as if you're playing hard to get, expecting me to come looking for you?"
"Qianxia, I've already backed down time and again, what else do you want me to do?" he looked at her with complex eyes.
These days, he had been trying to contact her daily, only to be met with a cold response from her phone, until he found out she had changed her number.
This number, she would never use again. It was as if all the past, including him, had been discarded by her.
